1963.
On the eve of the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and France.
Order will sound the death knell of the dark world and start the last carnival.
A Boeing 707300 passenger plane headed from the northwest to Orly Airport.
When it swooped over Chinatown, the giant fuselage was reflected on the ground from the top of the tallest building. It was still hundreds of meters high, but the residents below seemed to be within reach of the roaring engine. The sound made people couldn't help but look up.
This is a microcosm of an era, and it seems to have become a habit for the long-term residents of District 13.
This passenger plane is different from the past. It usually flies a little southwest, almost out of the 13th District, and is already in the suburbs of the suburbs. It starts to lower the landing gear, release the flaps, and do a good job. Preparation for landing.
However, this was not the case today. A passenger plane just circled at low altitude for several times over District 13. It was difficult to see this scene when the weather was clear and there were no complicated meteorological conditions.
If someone stands in front of the porthole and looks into the plane through the glass, he will find that all the passenger seats in the cabin have been removed, and tables and seats have been placed inside. The staff were writing and drawing in front of the map on the table.
From time to time, a pair of big hands picked up the ruler on the table and began to mark straight lines. The personnel on the other side were holding telescopes through the portholes and observing the buildings in District 13.
As the lines are gathered together, it becomes the future of District 13.
Gaul Chinese Business Association.
The senior managers who had just finished the meeting did not expect to be called together again so early in the morning. Some of them did not even have time to eat breakfast. They looked quite embarrassed at this time. It seemed that the bosses were , used to comfortable days, it is not easy to get up early in the morning.
Chen Dongzhi, the president of the association, had not arrived at the scene yet, and a group of people started chattering.
A few old guys are sitting at the long table. You look at me and I look at you. Looking around, it seems that they don’t know what the reason for calling everyone today is.
"Have you got the regulations out?"
"No, it's not that fast. It's only been one night, and my eldest brother didn't say he was in such a hurry yesterday. What about you? You can work it out." "Is there a clause in the law?"
"My brain can kill people, but when I see the words, my head gets dizzy and my eyes become dizzy. You all know this, and I still want to wait for you." Get it out and take a look first."
The old guys at the table became louder and louder as they talked, as if the less educated they were, the more glorious they were.
Before the advent of the new era, they were not aware of a series of invisible changes around them. From now on, the quality of one's skill and appearance will no longer be a measure of a person's ability. In the civilized world, martial arts will soon It becomes a physical technique for strengthening the body.
To put it simply, it is a major version update. The profession of rough-skinned and thick-skinned warriors is about to face a serious overhaul. Instead, it requiresThe profession of brain-eating will become the next mainstream, navigating through the loopholes of the law.
These people sitting here will be witnesses to all this, witnessing the glory of an era, and will also personally bring an end to that era.
The younger brothers behind the bosses are completely different. The bosses can be free and easy at the table, but the staff below are so busy that they have moved their work here and continue to work hard before Mr. Dong arrives. The written book lists the terms and conditions of each department of the association one by one according to the instructions of the big bosses.
This scene looks like the parents at the parent-teacher conference after the summer vacation, talking nonsense, while the melancholy teenagers are rushing to make up for the unfinished homework during the summer vacation, waiting for The judgment of fate.
"Lao Wu, I haven't seen you for several days. How come you, the leader of the family, are not on the list of the association?"
Looking at the people coming in from the side door, they were giving the shrine to the incense altar. There was a red-faced statue of Guan Gong brought from his hometown. After he respectfully offered the incense, a big boss roared and asked Lao Wu who had finished offering the incense.
"I don't know"
After offering incense, Lao Wu stood aside, his eyes seemed confused, and he seemed to have a unclear vision of his future. , these days, I have been staring at the embassy. When I came back, I suddenly found that my place in the gang was indeed gone.
The mountain gate is gone, the gang is gone, for him, it is the same as the family is gone.
"Look at the president's memory, why don't you come and work with me? You and the God of Wealth Zhao are responsible for half of the street alone for the fees of the Chinatown shop. There is no tea fee now. It's called wages, right. , go to work and get paid, Mr. Dong doesn’t care about you, I don’t care about you”
“Hahaha”
Vice President Yuan also watched Lao Wu grow up. Along the way, Lao Wu’s thoughts He is still calm and can do things with confidence. Instead of having no job, it is better to come here to work and be his own person, so he can use it with peace of mind.
"Who said Lao Wu had no place to go?"
Outside the main entrance, Mr. Dong slowly walked into the association's door. With his arrival, the scene instantly became quiet.
The "students" who were doing homework in the corridor immediately handed their homework books to their bosses to prepare for use in meetings, and then consciously retreated from the side door.
"President"
"President"
The big guys who were sitting or standing just now stood up in a polite manner. I got up and felt confident holding the booklet, but I didn't get it, or when I got it, the writing on it was messy, and my face turned dark, thinking about how to deal with the offspring when I went back.
Master Dong slowly walked to his seat and stood there, waving to Lao Wu who was standing aside. When he came over hesitantly, he patted his shoulder. He walked aside.
The whole place was in an uproar. What this meant was of course self-evident. The eldest brother was making a wave of thunder in front of everyone.
Lao Wu looked flattered.He was at a loss as if he had not prepared anything mentally. It was too sudden. If it weren't for Mr. Dong's determined eyes, he might have been unable to stand, and his feet were soft.
The expressions of the big bosses who had been smiling just now suddenly changed. They looked at Lao Wu, whom he had watched since childhood, and was pulled by Mr. Dong to stand in front of the president's position with incomprehensible eyes. All the attention was focused on Mr. Dong, waiting for Mr. Dong to tell the known answer himself.
The guys just discovered a problem. Mr. Dong, my hands are empty today. The faucet stick that I usually carry with me has disappeared today. < /p>
"I'm old. I wouldn't trust this position to any of you. Only he can trust me. They are all uncles, and his temperament can't be matched by the bird's end." /p>
""
Mr. Dong's voice was a little cold and thought-provoking. The big guys who were a little flustered just now were looking at Lao Wu quietly at the end of the table. Unexpectedly, after so many years, Mr. Dong actually washed his hands in the golden basin today.
"Mr. Dong, your body can definitely work for another ten years. The gang rules and regulations have just been changed. Everyone has not figured out the way yet. Let's replace Lao Wu. We recognize him, but the matter is not here. Is it a critical moment?"
Vice President Yuan walked out from the chair, walked up to Mr. Dong, patted the back of his hand, and advised earnestly. < /p>
Master Dong spoke directly. His fingers crossed one and two people, and he suppressed all the words of the bosses. Although the words he said were unpleasant, he spoke them completely openly. Yes, let their inner Xiao Jiujiu be revealed to the public.
"You uncles have a lot of brains in doing things, and so does Lao Wu. He is just a little better than you. If you pick someone else, I'm afraid you won't be able to retire safely, Lao Wu." This kid Wu, at least, is sincere and won’t bully you.”
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